The axe(ex) effect

Each time it pains

There is an echo of your name

For that minute my soul leaves my body

And I find it sitting next to you

Wondering if that sweet scent of your’s is still the same.

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9 thoughts on “The axe(ex) effect

  1. Intoxicated once I was with your scent

    Lost myself in you believing each word you said

    In those moments you were the you I wanted to be

    How can I now blame complain about you if you are the you wanted to be

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